"It's not fair that I am the only one enjoying this. Let me please you too."
Without waiting for a reply, Freya tugged his shirt upward.
Brandon lifted his arms to help her, and she pulled the cloth off completely, tossing it aside onto the grass.
Her hands roamed over his bare chest with open admiration, tracing the defined lines of his muscles and the firm contours of his shoulders and abs.
She leaned in and began kissing his chest with spoft press of her lips.
She moved slowly, savoring every inch and her tongue occasionally darted out to taste him.
When she reached the strange "genesis mark" on his right chest she paused for a brief second.
She didn't comment on it.
Instead, she gently kissed the mark with tender affection.
Freya continued downward, her hands working at the fastenings of his pants.
She tugged them down along with his underwear in one smooth motion.
